I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. - Markus Zusak

All my friends seem to be smart arses. Don't ask me why. Like many things, it is what it is.

What would you do if you were me? Tell me. Please tell me!
But you're far from this. Your fingers turn the strangeness of these pages that somehow connect my life to yours. Your eyes are safe. The story is just another few hundred pages of your mind. For me, it's here. It's now. I have to go through with this, considering the cost at every turn. Nothing will be the same.

She wanted none of those days to end, and it was always with disappointment that she watched the darkness stride forward.